Meilin saw the shoes he had in his hands and a soft arc formed on her lips but just before she took them into her hands, her left hand was softly taken by him and they made their way to the sofa in front of the changing room.
He smoothly made her sit on it and knelt down, he looked really handsome, really the prince of every girl's dreams.
Watching him like this Meilin suddenly felt herself lost in the beautiful memories of their childhood as she went into a trance.
.........
The first time they met was when he had just turned nine and she was still an eight-year-old kid.
Meilin, as long as she could remember, has always been alone.
She didn't know who her mother was and her father was never there from the start.
She grew up under her paternal grandparents care.
